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"ah, what a beautiful day. the sun is shinning, the birds are chirping, bitches are crying and complaining.. truly a perfect day for sleepi-"
the doors burst open violently, making the girl jump in her place and look at the intruder...
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DECEMBER 10, 2005
"well, never thought i'd be here, but here i am..." hoshiko mumbles as she enters a nightclub, wearing an outfit..that wasn't exactly something she ever wore. but inei told her to step out of her shell, because tonight's even isn't something to take lightly. a welcoming party to the new members of the syndicate, held in a popular nightclub in osaka. that's right, osaka. not only are the members of the syndicate here, but the black guerrilla family as well, along with the people that worked with them.
so she did choose her outfit not only to look presentable in a celebration like this, but also to fit in the nightclub. she wore a black silk dress, that revealed her entire back. it was short as hell, barely covering her ass. she kept moving it down, feeling extremely uncomfortable. she also wore black platform heels...that made her taller. she was already tall for a girl, surpassing the average height, but now she looked tall as hell. like one of those models on billboards.
"mikey would pout in a corner if he saw me like this..." she chuckles, knowing that her height already made him insecure, since she's taller than him. but now this as an entirely new level.
"ah, raphael." she sees a familiar boy approaching her with a sly smirk. "looking incredibly...tasty right now." he whispers, making her roll her eyes.
"you look quite handsome as well, baal-san." she smiles seductively, making the older boy shudder. he wore a black dress shirt and black trousers. the two matched, not only did they wear all black, but they also wore silver chains as accessories. hoshiko obviously wore her chain bracelet with a lock, that reminded her of emma, the chain she bought with mikey, reminding her of him and her brother's chain that he gave her on her date with emma.
"now you're making me blush." his smirk never left. but his devilishly glinting eyes turned serious for a quick moment. "did you come here with wrath?"
"i did."
"good. you'll need it. tonight's race is in the city. a cop chase. the guerrilla family tipped them. you know the kanjo loop, right?"
"yes, i am aware of it."
"good. now then, let's go. the boss of the black guerrilla family wants to meet you without the others. i'll be with you, of course."
"eh?" the girl panics suddenly. "why?"
"because after the first race, everyone bet about who would take the throne after my death. you were the popular vote. so popular, that you everyone bet on you."
"i shouldn't have went wild the first time.."
"no, the second one would see that you're holding back, they'd deem you as unworthy and you would've been eliminated." the boy wraps an arm around her back and leads her through the crowds. she notices members of the syndicate all around the club, some were drinking, some dancing. some...were practically fucking in broad daylight. she turns away in disgust.
